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Wednesday, November 23
no stars to light up the dark sky. - Wednesday, November 23, 2005
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+O song i'm listening to: kaci - i will learn to love again
O+ msn nick at the moment: kelly** i once heard that love is friendship on fire.
+O personal msg now: the love they has been expired for so many years without any realisation. tat's e reason why their lovee has gone bad.
O+ events to look forward to: a better day.


i'll just like to tell everyone reading this.
pls don't call me when i'm working. which is 12 noon to 10pm. just drop me an sms la kk.

kids.
this caucasian lil girl(5 yrs old), approached me at e counter and asked me ' do yoo speck eng-leash?' i smiled, ' yes pf course'. and so her reply came as 'oki, i caan't fe-hind my mommy' and before i could reply with more than an 'er..' ,she goes 'oh! there-as my mommy'.

ah sohs.
they walked around my counter and stared at me a great deal before exclaiming in mandarin '' wah!! she looks like that ah ping ah!''

anw, besides that,my day was extremely boring. EXTREMELY. i'm happy that i'm gg 2 another outlet and am no longer training at bugis. i ate at mos burger with aching feet. yawns. received numerous calls from my darling cousin whom i have reminded to nvr ever ever ever call me during working hrs again.

took a long bus ride back to a broken family. yawns. they're at it again. i left the hse this morning to my mother's concerns abt how my dad's being a bastard(it came out of her mouth anw) and came hm to world war 10? or is it 20? it has come to a pt where i don't even bother putting in an opinion. and i'm not crying at all. but i'm writing tis not to gain anyone's sympathy. it's just here to tell you that i just feel that my parents should separate.

ps. marcus asked me if i was interested in attending a church camp ntwn e 8-11th dec. still thinking abt it.

luv alwaez.
kel

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